Chapter 048 Divine Accusation

The boy tilted his head and leaned against the door, looking well-behaved and harmless. He opened his beautiful dark green eyes and said matter-of-factly, "You are asking me questions so confidently. Are you a teacher?"

"Could it be that you are his new math teacher?"

Baiyue frowned slightly, suddenly realizing that things were becoming tricky.

The boy looked very calm and seemed eager to try. It was as if he had found some interesting toy and was planning how to get it.

He felt a little unhappy for some reason. He exerted some force on his hands and said in a deep voice, "Now I'm the one asking the question. Classmate, what are you doing in the office so late?"

Rong Le said cheerfully, "Of course I'm here to see you, teacher!"

He seemed to have already determined Baiyue's identity and said to himself, "Actually, I was just trying my luck. Qiuhai's learning progress is too fast, and I can't keep up since I transferred here. So, I was wondering if I could ask a teacher to help me with my homework?"

"Are you in the third grade?" Qiu Hai's school uniforms for each grade have special markings.

The boy blinked his eyes, and his tender profile still had some baby fat, which made Baiyue realize once again that his subordinate was still a minor.

"But our teacher is too busy to pay attention to my homework, and everyone else has their own things to do... Besides, it's embarrassing to ask someone I know to tutor me!"

At the end, the young man became confident.

Baiyue: “…”

He held his forehead helplessly, convinced that this was just an ordinary student who happened to walk in. He had no interest in questioning further: "Go away, I don't have time to give you extra lessons."

"No."

Rong Le stretched out her voice, "My wrists are swollen. I can't hold a pen, and I can't participate in club activities. If this continues, my points will run out, and soon the ghosts will target them and contaminate them. This is all your fault, teacher."

...No matter how you look at it, it's you who's using moral blackmail, right?

However, the boy rubbed his wrists and spread his hands towards him with an innocent look. There were indeed terrible red scars on the boy's fair and delicate wrists, as if he had suffered horrible treatment, which looked shocking.

He said in a light tone: "What should I do, teacher?"

Baiyue was silent for a few seconds: "What do you want to do?"

Rong Le smiled triumphantly, as if she had finally caught her prey. "Add me as a friend, teacher. I'll ask you for help when I have time. By the way, the student council president is my brother."

He added quickly and lightly, "So, don't even think about shirking your responsibility, or I'll make sure you can't stay in this school."

The barrage expressed shock.

"Damn...Rongrong you?!"

"I seem to have suddenly realized the charm of this module..."

"Fuck, can I watch something this exciting for free? How can he be an angel one moment and a little devil the next?"

"He even threatened to fire the teacher if he didn't obey. Who's bullying whom? I just want to say, I need more of this kind of status reversal. It's fun and I love it!"

"Aggressive, knows how to act pitiful, and has an angelic face. What kind of little devil is this? It smells so good. Woohoo, I'm blowing it away!"

"Young Rongrong yyds!!"

Before coming to Qiuhai, Baiyue had never thought that before he completed his investigation mission, he would be forced to use his wound as a threat.

He looked at the young man in front of him with his hands stretched out in a smug look. He was obviously doing something bad but he didn't look disgusting. His fair and soft face was as cunning as a cat. His innocent and bad look made him want to bully him. He didn't expect Qiu Hai to be able to cultivate such a student. He couldn't help but reach out and pinch his face.

Rong Le's eyes widened immediately: "How can you pinch me so casually?"

Bai Yue calmly withdrew his hand, with the delicate and soft touch still lingering between his fingers. He looked up at him and saw that the young man in front of him was full of vigilance, as if he would slap his hand away if he reached out again.

He said calmly, "Interest on supplementary lessons."

After this struggle, Rong Le had already exceeded the time limit. Wang Qi kept urging him on the phone, as if he would rush up to save him if he didn't go down to meet up.

The countdown for this operation is nearing its end, and Rong Le has added Baiyue as a friend as she wished.

This operation was worth the money. Not only did we achieve the mission objective, but we also unexpectedly met Bai Yue in his youth. Based on his background, the information about Qiu Hai High School was probably already on the desk of the University of Michigan, which means that this module at least has a bottom-line guarantee.

Although Rong Le knew very well that if she let her guard down, this module would still face an irreversible end.

Rong Le: "Well, see you next time, teacher."

He waved his hand, and after achieving his goal, he turned around and left the office without any regrets.

Baiyue stayed where he was and fell into deep thought.

His attitude of throwing things away after use... isn't it too practiced?

…

Wang Qi crossed his arms and said, "I thought you were dead in there."

"It happened that something unexpected happened."

After returning to the agreed location, Rong Le took out the map, raised it, and smiled at them, "But there are also gains."

Wang Qi took the map, her eyes lit up slightly. She hesitated for a moment and asked, "How do we divide it?"

This map was largely due to Rong Le's contribution. According to the established rules, they did not have the right to distribute the spoils.

Rong Le didn't care: "You can take it. I took a backup and I have almost remembered it."

Wang Qi didn't act pretentiously. He put away the map and nodded: "Don't worry, we will share the intelligence we collect with you."

Rong Le: "I'm waiting for your good news."

It was not advisable to stay in this place for long, so both parties went their separate ways after completing their tasks. Rong Le glanced at the time and hurried back to the dormitory.

Rong Qing was sitting at the table flipping through a book. When she saw him come back, her eyes slanted slightly: "Where have you been?"

Rong Le: "Just take a walk."

Rong Le's explanation was not sincere, and Rong Qing waved at him: "Come here."

Rong Le followed his instructions and walked over. Rong Qing was reading a math textbook. Even though school hadn't started long, the teacher had already basically finished covering the entire textbook. Qiu Hai's teaching progress was frighteningly fast, and the students were very competitive. He tapped the book with a pen and said, "The exam is coming up soon. How are you preparing?"

Rong Le leaned forward slightly: "It should be okay."

Rong Qing: "That attitude won't work. The competition for the top 30 in the grade is very fierce. Do you really want to be dropped out of Class A?"

"Well...as for my grades, I'm still confident I can stay in Class A."

"Can you guarantee it?" Rong Qing asked calmly.

"Brother, why don't we make a bet?"

Rong Le smiled, her eyes dark, and her voice calm, "If I don't fall out of Class A and stay in the top ten in the grade, brother, you have to agree to one thing I ask for."

Rong Qing looked at him with a half-smile: "What's your request?"

Rong Le tilted her head and thought for a moment: "I haven't thought about it yet, I'll tell you when I do."

Rong Qing closed the book and looked at him calmly: "Okay, but I have one condition."

Rong Qing looked at him with a playful look: "Since we're making a bet, let's make it bigger. Rongrong, if you fail me in this exam, you must unconditionally agree to one of my requests."

The black-haired boy had a pleasant smile on his face, and his eyes were filled with thick, sticky malice as he looked at him.

Rong Le looked into his eyes from a very close distance, her eyes of the same color as his were tinged with a faint green hue, deep and dark.

He protested, "That's not fair at all, is it, brother?"

Rong Qing chuckled, leaning back slightly with her thin body, and using a little force with her fingers, she forced him to raise his head: "Isn't it more fun this way? It doesn't matter if you don't agree. As long as you listen to me obediently in the future, I will protect you."

Rong Le obediently tilted her head back, a thin and smooth curve extending from her neck. His profile was delicate, and his long eyelashes almost concealed the expression in his eyes. After a moment, he chuckled, "No problem, I can play any game you want to play."

"But the winner will definitely be me."

Rong Qing stared at him: "Are you so confident? Are you sure you can beat me?"

Rong Le raised the corners of her lips proudly and complacently: "Because I'm a genius."

The barrage of comments was merciless:

"That's not what you said in the teacher's office earlier."

"This pair of brothers really is... their acting skills are going to rise like crazy, right? If it were me, I'd be on my knees the moment Rong Qing's face darkened."

"Indeed, the sense of oppression is too strong."

"But from Rongle's perspective, it's extremely comfortable because he feels like he can turn the tables no matter what, and he feels very secure."

"Plus one."

Although he made a bet with Rong Qing, Rong Le was not in a hurry to study.

During this period, he and Wang Qi searched all the buildings in the school, including the theater, gymnasium, various art classrooms, music classrooms, cafeterias, dormitories, etc., but found no trace of suspected props.

Estimating that it was almost time since their last meeting, he took the initiative to contact Baiyue: "Teacher, are you busy? I want to review."

After a while, the other party replied: "I'm in the teacher's dormitory."

Rong Le put away his phone and walked towards the teacher's dormitory building. When he got downstairs, he was stopped by the security guard. He had no intention of challenging the rules of Qiuhai School, so he contacted Baiyue to come down and pick him up.

When Baiyue came down, it was obvious that he was not particularly willing to do so.

After being pestered by Rong Le last time, Bai Yue went back and thought about it calmly. He found that this young man was just trying to scam him. Seeing that Rong Le was relaxed, he took advantage of the situation. He didn't know what hidden purpose he had.

This time he decided to make things clear with him and told him not to come to him again.

In any case, it is not appropriate to let innocent people get involved in what he is going to do. After Qiu Hai's problem is solved, the boy will naturally be able to live a peaceful and happy life like other ordinary students.

However, when he went downstairs, he saw Rong Le standing there doing nothing. She looked lonely and pitiful, like a stray cat waiting for him to take it home, as if it could not survive without the owner taking responsibility.

He exudes the air of not being able to take care of himself, making people feel guilty about abandoning him.

Bai Yue couldn't help but feel soft-hearted, and said something with a different meaning: "Come with me."

Rong Le looked back at him, feeling a little surprised. She had already prepared herself for being rejected again, but she didn't expect that it wouldn't be necessary.

As soon as the stray cat that was brought home entered his room, he took off his shoes and walked in as if he was at home. Bai Yue closed the door behind him and reminded him: "Go sit on the chair, I will explain the problem to you."

Rong Le: "Teacher, I didn't bring my books."

Baiyue was confused: "How can I explain the questions without a textbook?"

Rong Le leaned against the table, tilted her head, and said lightly, "I don't know."

“…”

Baiyue took a few deep breaths.

He suppressed the urge to beat up Rong Le, deeply aware of how difficult Rong Le was. He dragged a chair over from the other side and sat down, pretending to give a lecture: "It's okay, I still remember the knowledge points from the third grade."

Rong Le's eyes widened. She had never expected him to act out of the ordinary. "How could you do this?"

Bai Yue had already determined that this little ancestor's purpose was to torment him. He automatically filtered out the words Rong Le was chattering while curled up in the chair, and coldly took out some snacks from the drawer to block his mouth: "Be quiet."

Rong Le was indeed quiet.

He stuffed the flavored dried fish into his mouth, chewed it twice, found it delicious, and ate it obediently.

Baiyue sighed.

He suddenly realized that the black-haired, green-eyed boy who was curled up in the chair and stepped on the edge of the chair in a very unpresentable manner was coming for him.

Although he didn't know the reason, he also didn't know why the young man broke into his territory so naturally.

But his attitude was clear enough to be frank.

——He is his purpose.